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    Peeping Tomboy
    Peeping Tomboy
    Peeping Tomboy
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    Peeping Tomboy

    By Suzanne D. Williams

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    Six weeks, and everything was as fresh in her mind as ever. But it'd transformed somewhat. It was no longer about hiding from Kirsten or even righting a wrong. This was about her heart.

     

    Savannah Sutherland never thought spying on people could hurt anyone. After all, she never tells what she sees. So what's a little harmless fun?

     

    But when her nosiness backfires, handsome, football jock, Boston Pitt, steps in to warn her. She's about to make a big mistake. He'll protect her, be her alibi, and no one will be the wiser.

     

    Except what begins as a pretend relationship, for appearances only, soon blossoms into something more, something unforeseen circumstances and rash actions might ruin for good.

     

    A sweet teen romance by best-selling author, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSuzanne D. Williams
    Release dateFeb 14, 2022
    ISBN9798201928452
    Peeping Tomboy
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    Suzanne D. Williams

    Best-selling author, Suzanne D. Williams, is a native Floridian, wife, mother, and photographer. She is the author of both nonfiction and fiction books. She writes a monthly column for Steves-Digicams.com on the subject of digital photography, as well as devotionals and instructional articles for various blogs. She also does graphic design for self-publishing authors. She is co-founder of THE EDGE. To learn more about what she’s doing and check out her extensive catalogue of stories, visit http://suzanne-williams-photography.blogspot.com/ or link with her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/suzannedwilliamsauthor.

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      Peeping Tomboy - Suzanne D. Williams

      SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS

      © 2014 PEEPING TOMBOY by Suzanne D. Williams

      www.feelgoodromance.com

      www.suzannedwilliams.com

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the publisher.

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any similarity to actual people, organizations, and/or events is purely coincidental.

      I have not written unto you because ye know not the truth, but because ye know it, and that no lie is of the truth. (1 John 2:21 KJV)

      CHAPTER 1

      The height of the building and the heavy shade of a stand of pine trees served as the perfect concealment. Creeping forward, partially crouched, Savannah Sutherland made her way toward the skylights dotting the roof, pausing a few feet away to gather her thoughts. Was she really going to do this? She’d planned it, figured out how to get up here, calculated what time of day she’d be most likely to find someone inside, and lied her way out of class. If she got caught, she was toast, suspension most likely. Would it be worth that?

      It was the culmination of twelve years. From age five to age seventeen, she’d allowed her curiosity and a certain amount of daring to develop to the point it had to be satisfied with the ultimate, greatest window-glimpse ever. Of course, at age five, she’d just been spying on her mom, totally harmless in her thinking. She’d grasped quickly that by saying nothing she learned far more than if she asked. As she grew older, she’d found it addictive. She’d looked in on neighbors, relatives, friends, and acquaintances, never telling what she saw and, most importantly, never getting caught.

      That made this a natural apex point. All those other times, she’d been careful to not compromise anyone. After all, she had a pretty near photographic memory, so whatever she saw of people’s private moments tended to stay locked in her head. She had seen Mrs. Delaney in her bra once – scary and horrible. But mostly it was people just being people. Harmless, right? Not now, not in this. With this act, she became the peeping tom she never wanted to be.

      Peeping tomboy. Tomboy because she wasn’t the girliest girl around.

      Savannah stared toward the nearest porthole leading down into testosterone-filled maleness and willed the wild beating of her heart to slow and return to normal. She always had this brief moment of panic first, an adrenalin rush that warned her not to go on, but she usually set it aside and went anyway. Her extended reluctance this time came more from her innocence. Seeing the neighbor putting her kids to sleep, a friend’s mom trimming her toenails, was far different from gazing down on naked boys.

      Part of her didn’t want to, but part of her did, and that part was rapidly taking over the logical side that both knew this was wrong and wished to abstain. What she didn’t know, wasn’t prepared to know at age seventeen, might be best left that way. Better to keep her mind pristine than soil it with images she couldn’t wash away.

      On the other hand, she was tired of being the girl who knew nothing. You’d think with all her peeping, she’d have learned something about guys, except only once had she ever seen a guy on the other side of the window glass, and that had been a friend’s father painting. Maybe there was a lesson in that, too ... that somewhere deep inside she really didn’t want to see this. Not like she did this every day, even every week. It was more a once-a-month kinda thing. Only, looking in there today, seeing her male classmates minus their clothing would alter her forever. She’d no longer be Savannah-the-good-girl-outstanding-citizen, but instead, Savannah-the-girl-who-saw-men-naked.

      Her heartbeat refusing to slow, she determined to do it. She could never go back anyhow once she’d started. Retreat wasn’t an option in her brain. Therefore, steeling herself, she sucked in a breath and slid forward, right to the edge of the skylight. She paused, curling and uncurling one hand. One look, she’d get one look, and maybe it wouldn’t be as big of a deal as she anticipated. She might have built this up too high in her head. How much could she see from this angle anyhow? Probably not much. They’d be small and she’d mostly see the tops of their heads.

      This gave her the oomph she needed, and she prepared to lean over. But a hand grasped her collar and hauled her back. Startled, she fell down on her rump and looked upward. The boy standing overhead was angry. Brows

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